astha-sharma - Hello Poetry

astha-sharma

One who talks sense, / has mostly in the past, / made none at all.

lost listen humans close throw turn family walk life untitled answer thought relieve alien elevate distant majorly questions love death waiting eat better trampled choose ambiguity smile pride whirlpool skipped watch noticing wave whistle feels traffic fall blistered dreams shadows goodbyes die territory sparse side bone spotted bars human weight folds hard crows bare torrents pass girl tortured drizzle empathise hide ways sun written slash meanings withering answers broken slow invisible news care dry limits spill inhumanity days loudly stand misery heartbeat road nerve quietly tough flawed simple feet lies oblivious visions speak poem sake leading question secret amidst literal going music call wait friend door share heal curtain dull save flavour twisted soul worn will ugly remain painful problem claim turned eyes ant heard goodness lifetime confuses fading disappear jacket sip built dying cross camouflage check note till forming smell collapsed mock keys drink rain stay yawn grow land